It's still all quiet on the home front. What's more, it's all tidy there too, with an amazing lack of empty pizza boxes, smell of cannabis or, for that matter,visits by police.
From this you will be able to tell that son Matt is, somehow, still in the bedsit he decamped to three weeks ago rather than try to return to Madmum's Cottage.
I like the 'decamp' word because it's the one police shout into their radios in the telly show Road Wars when yobs leap out of a stolen car and try to run away.
Not that all signs of Matt have disappeared. For a start, every day I arrive home to more post for him from various credit card companies and mobile phone networks.
I very much doubt they say 'Dear Sir, have you been trying to steal your mother's till cards and use them to buy skunk? If so, we'd like to offer you a loan of s5,000 even though you have no job.'
No, these are letters from what we might now call his creditors.
As we watch various banks fall to bits and shares slide, there is much talk of sheer greed leading to their downfall.
I agree. Their greed meant they were willing to give people like my son assorted credit cards and enough fancy mobile phones to fill every pocket in his tracksuit trousers and hoodie.
His greed and total lack of understanding of - or perhaps interest in - how the world works meant he simply saw everything they offered as free.
Idiots, both the lenders and him. So every morning I stuff their letters of the previous day in a postbox, all marked 'Not as this address'.
I've had one phone conversation with Matt about this. He assumed that if he didn't pay these bills the companies would be able to force me to do so. As I pointed out, he is 19 and this ridiculous business is between him and the buy-one-get-one-free businesses that told him he could spend, spend, spend.
The other day I met a woman who also totally lost the plot in her youth. She revealed that by the time she was 21 her debts had reached s41,000 on a credit card spending spree, which she now recognises mostly went on buying rubbish.
A husband eventually helped bail her out. When I told her about Matt, the woman suggested he declare himself bankrupt.
"They will catch up with him and he'll have real trouble getting credit in the future," she said.
Sometimes I suspect there is a flawed genius lurking inside that boy. He can 'David Beckham' women of all ages, make police think he is Bambi in human form and sell complete tat to anyone. Is he just waiting for the credit card companies to go bust?